Everyone has his own definition of youth, and we all grow up with loneliness. The pain of growing up and the madness of youth will eventually be struck down by reality, and the pain of the past will no longer exist.
He said: Everything came in time, but I didn't have time to tell you how much I love you.
She said: So far, forgive me for losing my pride.
Not all depression is called loneliness
Not all hesitations are disappointments